Hadden

The boy wept and wept and wept, and neither Ning nor Emma did anything to stop him. They understood that he needed to cry and only an hour into his crying did Emma even try to console him.

Having learned his family was dead, the boy couldn't stop his tears. His parents and younger brother, whom he loved so very much, were no longer going to be there to greet him when he woke up. 

He would never get to feel the safety of his father, the warmth of his mother, or the playfulness of his brother. His innocence had been stripped away from him by the bandits now and he could only cry to show for it.

"They're all dead?" he asked Ning after a while, his eyes burning with fury, his palms clenched tightly at the side.

"Yes," Ning said. "After I saved you, I went back to the village, but… everyone had been killed. I killed the remaining bandits though, if that means something to you."